I don’t know when it started, but the rain decreased and the waves gradually returned to their normal state.
A coffin-shaped boat spreads its black sails and uses the wind to move in a certain direction.
On the deck of the boat stood a large seat connected to the hull. Hawkeye Mihawk leaned on his beloved sword 'Ye' with his legs crossed, his head slightly lowered and deep in thought, with his wide black top hat covering most of his face.
Without seeing him raise his head, he suddenly said, "Have you ever fought against Bigo?"
"Ah, what a wonderful old lady."
A gentle voice came from behind Hawkeye Mihawk. Victor, who was in a straight suit and unharmed, sat on the edge of the stern of the boat with a leisurely look on his face. "He was as powerful as a monster. He was almost killed."
"Hmph..." Hawkeye Mihawk tilted his head in disbelief and said calmly, "You can escape the battlefield unscathed by the angry bigo sword. Are you praising yourself as a monster?"
Victor laughed and said, "Both and each other, facing two 'Four Dessert Stars' at the same time and still winning so calmly, am I underpaid?"
"...Let's end this boring mutual compliment session."
Hawkeye Mihawk remained seated, seemingly closing his eyes and recuperating, but his tone gradually became filled with high fighting spirit, "Since you think the reward is less, let me add one more thing - fight with me seriously.
field!"
"I'm not a swordsman, nor do I have the ambition to become the world's strongest swordsman." Victor declined without hesitation, "But I saw a very interesting dojo in the East China Sea, and an even more interesting young man.'
Apocalypse told me that given time he will grow into a swordsman powerful enough to rival you. Be patient and he will definitely appear in front of you."
"Donghai..." Hawkeye Mihawk raised the corner of his mouth, "Since you said so, I will believe you for now. Remember, the wine cellar needs to be big, and the wine in it must be full of good wine."
"Understood. In four days, the boat crew will arrive at the Dark Island with the Ark of Passion."
A black felt hat appeared in the hands of Victor, who was still sitting at the stern of the boat. He turned it around twice and then put it gently on his head. There was a smile in his tone, "Let me tell you another good thing. You gained something from this battle."
A very interesting 'unexpected thing'."
"?"
Hawkeye tilted his head, "Is this what your knowledge and experience tell you? If you really want to gain something, I'm afraid it's the hostility of the Bigo Pirates."
"Haha, you can't tell." Victor stood up and gently stood on the edge of the stern, as if there was no weight at all, with a strange smile. "You will know soon. Then, four days later, in the dark
See you on the island.”
After saying that, he disappeared in a flash of zippers.
"...Mysterious, what a weirdo." Hawkeye Mihawk shook his head slightly and allowed the coffin boat to continue sailing into the distance.
…………
The pursuit fleet of the Bigo Pirates is anchored in the same sea area as before. It's not that they don't want to pursue it, it's that they simply can't.
Thick smoke billowed everywhere on the sea. Although no important personnel were killed, all five pirate ships were chopped to pieces by Hawkeye, and the gunpowder magazine on the ship was also detonated with flying slashes. It was extremely bad.
Smoothie, who had a bloodstain on his face, was sitting on a temporary floating board made of huge broken wood, with the famous sword 'Spider Silk' thrown casually beside him.
Her triplets, Snamon and Strom, were whispering to each other, "Did Smoothie get hit by Hawkeye?"
"It's definitely true, that bastard Hawkeye! He was so merciless when faced with a beautiful woman like Smoothie. Several times I almost thought Smoothie was beheaded by him."
"Brother Snag was also chopped over and kicked into the sea. I don't know if the rescue team rescued him."
"He is such a cold-hearted man... Alas! My Lord Victor is better! He is extremely gentle, considerate, and full of gentlemanly demeanor. He is simply a perfect man!"
"Okay, okay, I know you're a nymphomaniac. I really don't know what's so good about a man that makes you yearn for her so much... Smoothie, tell me about her too!"
Strom no longer cared about Snamon, who was in a state of infatuation, and turned to look at Smooji sitting aside, only to find that the latter did not hear the quarrel between the two of them at all, but just stared blankly at the sea in the distance.
He murmured, "Hawkeye Mihawk... next time, I won't lose again... I will definitely beat you and make you look at me differently!"
As he spoke, a bright blush flew over Smoothie's face.
"???"
Strom was confused. Who can explain this situation to me? Smoothie, one of the most powerful women in the world and one of the four dessert generals, is actually a nymphomaniac? And she is not close to that person.
A cold-blooded man is attracted by love? Oh my God, what’s going on in this world!
Strong looked at Snamon, who was in a state of infatuation and couldn't extricate himself, and then looked at Smoothie, who was staring blankly into the distance and blushing. Finally, he could only let out a sigh——
Girls’ feelings are always poetry!
…………
Victor used the air to open the chain and constantly shuttled through the zipper space, moving towards the Ark of Passion at an extremely fast speed.
It sounds simple, but the previous battle with Bigo was very dangerous.
Should it be said that he is worthy of being called the pinnacle of power? Just the wind pressure generated by waving the emperor's sword can flatten the mountain tops. Every thunder triggered is truly the power of nature, let alone that nowhere.
The power of the absent Soul Soul Fruit.
After only a few minutes of fighting, the sky above the Nameless Sea was affected by the power of Bigo's soul fruit. The air was filled with her soul power. Finally, it reached its peak after the arrival of the sun Prometheus, and the soul power in the air continued to interfere.
The air-opening ability of chained fruits.
Coupled with the tyrant-like awakening posture at the end, the chance that he could beat bigo after his air-opening ability was abolished was horribly low. Bigo's cat-and-mouse attitude was not blindly confident. Under normal circumstances, he was like this.
By then he should have been beaten to death and taken back to Cake Island.
However, s·w is the biggest unstable factor.
Bigo never imagined that the silver revolver in Victor's hand could actually eliminate the power of her Soul Fruit.
To be precise, it is not ‘elimination’ but ‘deprivation’.
Victor simply asked s·w through the 'thought chain', and the feedback he received was that if it was just to deprive the power of the soul fruit in the air in a small area, a shampoo bullet would be enough.
I watched the duck fly away. I'm afraid bigo is now jumping up and down and shouting furiously, right?
Victor proudly turned the silver-white pistol in his hand, and there was only one thing to do next.